"How is Matthew's matter?" Roman held several documents in his hand and asked while walking in the corridor of Chaldea while looking at the documents.
"Matthew's design flaw is congenital. I thought it was Galahad's spiritual energy acting on her that would shorten her lifespan, but in fact..." Lawrence folded his hands in front of him and followed Roman "You didn't tell me that the maximum number of years she can be activated is eighteen years old."
".Is there any help?"
Roman stopped and looked at Lawrence, with tears in his eyes.
Lawrence folded his hands into fists and pursed his lips slightly.
But in the end, a smile appeared.
"Don't worry, I'm one of the best doctors in human history."
"I will definitely find a way to let Mashu live."
She took two steps forward and walked in front of Roman. She put her fisted hand on her chest and placed it on the huge gem, with firmness on her eyebrows.
"I said, I've had enough of Roman's life disappearing before my eyes."
"Well, I believe you." Roman's smile was gentle, he had always been gentle.
The two men continued walking.
"Actually, Leonardo told me that your first dream was not to become a great doctor. So what was your first dream?"
Roman asked as if to lighten the serious atmosphere.
Now he has no sweets on hand, but after all, he wants to feel better.
"Don't people's dreams and wishes naturally produce wishes? And becoming a doctor is not my dream." Lawrence walked, his high heels stepping on the corridor, making a much louder sound than Roman's leather shoes, "That's just a It’s just a thought, not a dream, never has been.”
"Isn't it?" Roman was embarrassed, feeling that he might really need to practice his eloquence.
"My original dream was just to earn a few more floras from my teacher and bring my uncle and aunt to live in Florence."
"But later, my uncle passed away, and I could only take my aunt over and take good care of her. At that time, my dream was to use the money from the sale of my works to help my aunt live a more stable life than anyone else."
"As for my really bigger dream, I vaguely remember that I originally wanted to be a better artist than my teacher."
"You made it happen." Roman wanted to comfort him.
"Yes. It has been realized." Lawrence smiled and did not say "what's the use".
Without further words, the two of them left to deal with their respective matters at hand.
The singularity is still the same as the strong wind and yellow sand.
The Chaldean group followed the direction given by Annuo in the wind and sand, heading towards the temple of Ramses II.
Ramesses II, also known as Ozymandias, was sitting on his throne with a troubled expression, covering his neck with one hand, as if he was taking a nap.
"Fah, Lord Pharaoh." Nitocris was protecting the Dharma by his side, with a frightened look on her face.
Ozymandias didn't say a word, just raised his hand.
Nitocris, on the other hand, was like a frightened rabbit, she shrank back suddenly and did not dare to speak.
"I didn't ask you anything, Nitocris." Ozymandias opened his eyes slightly and looked at the trembling purple rabbit ears and asked.
When Nitocris heard Ozymandias's question, she was slightly startled and lowered her head.
"Lord Ozymandias, in front of a pharaoh like you, how can I call myself a pharaoh? Being able to serve as a subject here is enough for me." She bent down and spoke to him solemnly. Ozymandias said.
"I know, you think Egypt doesn't need two pharaohs, but that's not what I mean."
His tone was not very breathy, but it still made Nitocris tremble uncontrollably.
Ozymandias didn't say what he meant, he just raised his hand.
"Raise your head, no matter what you say, you are still Pharaoh."
"...I understand." Nitocris could only nodded and said nothing else.
"What about Chaldea and the others?" Nitocris raised her head again, wanting to ask about Chaldea.
"That's Yu's business." Ozymandias still did not answer directly.
He just put his raised hand on his chest and grabbed it gently.
The golden Holy Grail was indeed held in his hand.
"Chaldea"
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"snort."
"Master, who seems to be the one in front?" Mashu pointed forward and narrowed his eyes.
"It's an animal bone." Fujimaru Ritsuka blocked the wind and sand with his hands, but he could still see things clearly.
"It's the same one I saw yesterday." Camilla had already obtained the information and came back to Fujimaru Ritsuka and said, "This one has a head, like a sphinx."
"Miss Camilla is talking about the Sphinx in Egypt, the Sphinx?" Fujimaru Ritsuka recalled.
"Yes." Camilla nodded.
Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned and said to the people around him: "Let's go and have a look."
"Killed by a sword?" Da Vinci checked and remembered a person.
"The magic power of chalk still remains here, it's the Sphinx that Annoqing killed." Arturia had already recognized the very familiar magic power.
"Didn't Mr. Anno say that getting along with the Sun King was quite pleasant? Why did he kill the Sun King's mythical beast?" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the huge corpse and thought about what happened here.
"Annoqing always likes to show strength first when negotiating." Artoria reminded.
"Since the Sphinx has appeared, we estimate that we are not far from the great temple of Ramses II." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up at the noon sun and rubbed his eyes, "Let's speed up. Follow your footsteps and reach the temple as soon as possible.”
".Although it is not clear whether a conflict will break out, everyone must be prepared to fight."
"I understand." Mashu materialized the shield, held it in his hand, and pursed his lips.
Ramesses II is a name that carries great weight even in the history of all mankind.
His existence itself represents a civilization that has reached its peak. He is different from the rootless duckweeds like the Mad King before, and different from the petty fools like Connaught. He truly leads a country. A dynasty stands at the pinnacle of human history, a great king that no one dares to forget even for thousands of years.
And such a person is very likely to be an enemy of Chaldea.
It has to be said that even though Fujimaru Ritsuka has experienced the training of six singular points, she still feels that the pressure is huge.
